Sleep can wait. Tossing notepad and pen onto the bed, and depositing my wine glass on the nightstand, I turn my attention to the polished pine chest o... drawers. More specifically, the bottom drawer. I drop to my knees in front of it. A tug on the brass handles and it slides open.A tiny flutter of excitement, like a butterfly awakening, stirs inside my ribcage. I love this drawer. It's an Aladdin's cave of impractical, beautiful underwear. Tiny thongs, satin Basques, lacy peep hole bras so. “ Oh yes, that’s it suck it hard baby, make it feel good!” Sheila pleaded as the girl’s hand traveled across her flesh and found her wet spot. Sheila had no hair on her feminine “V” so the dampness seemed even grander, the girl traced Sheila’s puffy lips with her finger, but only teased for a moment. Before Sheila could think, the girl shoved two full fingers into her, past the pouting lips and into the wetness that smelled sweet and oozed out of her and down over her asshole. The hot little. I exactly didn’t knew what reason was behind this driving force but I was finding myself into a new me and I was actually loving myself I had started taking care of my body, it wasn’t that previously I didn’t look at the mirror but my mirror time increased the idea behind this transition was nothing else but a conception of mind that stated me to be beautiful and attractive in my group I don’t know when this thing crept into me but of course another such person was mrs khurana who insisted me. " But why, Kim? I don't have any money, nor am I anyone special."She actually laughed a bit and gently touched my cheek."Believe me, Ryan, you are very special to me - to us."The next thing I knew was that they started carrying me up the stairs while I was still wrapped in the cloth. Maybe I had not been really scared before but I started to feel a bit worried now. It didn't really help that they almost dropped me ... twice. They finally put me down on a soft carpet in a room that looked like a.